That’s the sound the morning makes when I don’t pay attention to it.

Something happened yesterday to kick my butt into gear again. I talked about it today. ETA: Yeah. JUDY Collins. Susan Collins is somebody else.

2018, that is. Not me or the walk.

I got out predawn to be there for solstice sunrise. Unfortunately, I missed the best light show because the cloud cover went too far east.

Something about the time of day maybe, but I lost a lot of walking time watching the geese fly over.

Lots of boots. I don’t remember walking more than talking but the wave form shows lots of walk and not much talk today.

I managed to get my butt moving on time this morning.

And late post

I talked about starting over with Cape Grace … I’ve come to my senses.

I worked on it some yesterday, thought about it overnight, and decided I want to finish it before I move on to The Barbarian at the Gate